Most circus performers
are versatile now. You have to be.
Acrobat and clown, weight-lifter
and juggler, aerialist ...
well, you get the idea. Me,
I'm a little different: between
specialties, not this one plus that,
but something of all. Or none.
What I do is –
I jump sideways.
And the way I do it is to land
somewhere unexpected, leaving
my audience scratching
its collective head: 'How did ...
why ...?' And I love it!
Not that I do it to shock.
It's just the way I'm made,
how my freaky synapses work.
how my freaky synapses work.
Written for Play it Again at 'imaginary garden with real toads', in response to the prompt: 'Is your life a circus? If so, which circus performer are you? Tell me about your act . . . in 90 words or less.' (Mine's the full 90, excluding title.)
See also Jumping Sideways (memoir material).
See also Jumping Sideways (memoir material).
